City Of New Orleans
Arlo Guthrie
Ton : D
DRiding on the ACity of New DOrleans
BmIllinois Central MoGnday morning raDil A
Fifteen Dcars and fifteen rAestless ridDers
BmThree conductors and tAwenty-five sacks of Dmail.
All aBmlong the south bound odyssey, the tF#mrain pulls out of Kenkakee
ARolls along past houses farms and fEields
BmPassing trains that have no name, frF#meight yards of old black men
And Agraveyards of rA7usted automobDiles.
GGood morning AAmerica, how are Dyou ?
Say, Bmdon't you know me, I'Gm your native Dson.A7
I'm the tDrain they call thAe City of New BmOrleans E7
I'll be gone five hCundred miles Awhen the day is Ddone.
Dealing Dcard games with the oAld men in the clDub car
BmPenny a point ain't nGo one keeping scDore A
DPass the paper bag but hAold the bDottle
BmFeel the wheels rAumbling 'neath the fDloor
And the Bmsons of Pullman porters and the soF#mns of engineers
ARide their father's magic carpets made of sEteel
BmMother with her babes asleep rF#mocking to the gentle beat
And the Arhythm of the rA7ails is all they fDeel.
GGood morning AAmerica, how are Dyou ?
Say, Bmdon't you know me, I'Gm your native Dson.A7
I'm the tDrain they call thAe City of New BmOrleans E7
I'll be gone five hCundred miles Awhen the day is Ddone.
DNight time on the CAity of New DOrleans
BmChanging cars in MGemphis TennessDee A
DHalfway home wAe'll be there by mDorning
Through the BmMississippi darkness rAolling down to the sDea.
But Bmall the towns and people seem to fF#made into a dark dream
And the Asteel rail still ain't heard the Enews
The Bmconductor sings his songs again, the paF#mssengers will please Refrain
This Atrain got the disappA7earing railroad bDlues.
GGood morning AAmerica, how are Dyou ?
Say, Bmdon't you know me, I'Gm your native Dson.A7
I'm the tDrain they call thAe City of New BmOrleans E7
I'll be gone five hCundred miles Awhen the day is Ddone.